Rahiem The-AuthortainerBrooks heats up Author & Producer G D Grace’s “A Touch of Grace”, Blog Talk Radio for the 2012 Summer season. Stay tuned for the date and time to tune in for the show. It will be quite an experience.

I don’t know it all. I never professed to knowing it all, but I do know the difference between bigotry and hate. I will never let anyone dictate to me who is and who isn’t relevant. I am so glad I am able to see the beauty in all cultures and races. I do not fear difference, but I do fear guns, bombs, and mindless killings. In my heart, all I can see is how much more prosperous this world with be if everyone lived their own lives and stopped trying to cram their beliefs down the throats of others. And these are the…

Night sky of summer, my eyes are drawn upward toward the beauty of your brilliance. I’m always more sensitive around this time of year knowing that August starts the decent to autumn where cooler mornings and shorter days reclaim time zone.

Last year around this time I was in the center of a relationship that quickly disintegrated and become part of memory. I am sitting at the helm of yet another summer gone by, longing for that which was never mine, yet I feel stronger than I have ever felt before in this life. Perhaps it is because there is strength gained from hurt and pain for those of us who survive and stay in the lane of progression.

I have become an ardent supporter of embracing self worth and it has allowed me to sidestep spiritually draining potholes in the road. Since heartbreak, I can identify “not-good-for-me” quickly and dismiss it before it ever gets to become that anchor. A spirit that settles for anything is too heavy to fly and I find solace in staying airborne in pursuit of my dreams.

Discouragement tugs a bit to aggressively at times, but a mainstay in the forefront is a vision of what lies ahead. There are periods where I am just wandering aimlessly in the center of the creative crossroads wondering when, where, why, & how, but it never reaches that fever pitch where I want to toss up my hands and run in defeat.

I’ve locked horns with many overbearing bulls over the course of time, and even with all of their brashness I have still been able to sidestep and avoid the impact of their charge. In wondering, I have been able to see life outside the realm of pessimism because optimism has become a part of my spiritual core. The brighter side of life can be seen if you have honed your ability to focus and see things as they really are, as opposed to how someone else dictates it for you.

I hear a lot of grumblings about health, politics, religion, finances, occupancy… the list goes on and on. All I know how to do is to appreciate what I’ve got. Fancy clothes, money, a dwelling equipped with top of the line extravagances doesn’t satisfy my spirit as much as love and kindness. I’d rather see as much good in everything around me because I always remind myself that this world doesn’t belong to man…

It belongs to the grand scale and divine.

Yeah, the grand scale and divine.

I’m motivated by the joy of simplicity and until the day I die I will invest in reaching that level of thinking that supersedes all materialism.

I know no other way to be. When people try to pull me backwards I rebel and shut them down. Not with words though. I achieve this by limiting their access to me. In order for me to remain in a state of progression I set healthy boundaries for myself. If you allow them, people will push you to the limits of patience.

I have no time for that at my age.

So, as I wander around at these crossroads I am filled with ambition, knowing that my evolution is still very much in progress.